A fanfiction is only good if all of the conflict and angst in the entire 200,000 words could’ve been solved if they’d just had one honest conversation in chapter one
I want to be in chapter eighty three listening to my unreliable narrator be like “he stroked my hair softly, tucking a curl behind my ear. It was probably a show of friendship, I thought. I met his azure orbs for a moment and saw an emotion I couldn’t place, and for a brief moment I almost considered confessing everything. But before I could speak he padded away down the hall, shoulders heavy.” Like I’ll scream every time.
YES EXACTLY. the purest love is between two self-sacrificing dumbasses
Nava 